Hi guys! Laugh.Live.Love.Dogs here with a new story! I hope you guys enjoy it, and recommendations are welcome! Thanks! :)

Basic Info:

Takes place at the start of Harry's fifth year and Percy is already 19. The wars are all over for Percy.

Even if the the two stories take place at different years, the years aren't important in this story.

Remember, there are a lot of PJO and HP fanfics out there!

Disclaimer: Dobby says Laugh.Live.Love.Dogs does not own any of the stories. The stories are owned by Miss J.K.Rowling and Mister Rick Riordan. Dobby likes being free, and does not want miss to take the author's freedom and credit. Laugh.Live.Love.Dogs only owns this story and the plot.

Thanks Dobby!

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"Mom, can we switch the channel?" Percy asked, while balancing Riptide on his palm.

Sally Jackson and Perseus Jackson were having, what Sally called, 'Family Time', where Percy was expected to come home at least once a week and have some time with her.

"Sure," Sally smiled slightly while feeding her daughter, Percy's younger sister. She wasn't such a big fan of Ocean Pollution either. Percy clicked a button on the remote control and chewed on some blue jelly beans.

'And so,' the English reporter was saying, 'The unexpected flock of owls heading straight to Number four, Privet Drive, England surprised a lot of residents.

Owls are usually active at night, and scientists say they still cannot figure out why the owls are acting in such a strange behaviour. This incident has happened about four years before. Owls were active at daytime heading to Number Four, Privet Drive as they are doing now.

Nearby residents say 'that house has something that attracts owls', but not one person has found anything connected to owls except a cage containing one snowy owl. Scientists are flabbergasted as they do not know how one owl attracts ten others.

The residents living in Number Four, Privet Drive are currently Mr Vernon Dursley, Mrs Petunia Dursley and — '

The reporter's words were drowned with a loud gasp from Sally.

"What happened?" Percy asked, whipping around. "Did something happen or wh — "

Sally gazed open-mouthed at the TV screen. "Petunia Dursley? Petunia?" She murmured, running her hand over her light brown hair.

"Mom, what's wrong?" Percy asked, dumbfounded. It wasn't everyday his mom acted like this.

"In England?" Sally said, her eyes glazed over, completely ignoring Percy.

"Mom?!" Percy shouted, annoyed. "What is going ON!?"

"Sorry Percy," Sally grinned slightly, but her eyes were bright. "It's just that that person, Petunia Dursley," she gestured at the screen where the Dursley family was emerging from their door, "is my Cousin."

"Your COUSIN?" Percy gaped at her. He had never ever known any of his 'mom's' side family members. All the people who were related to him, as far as he knew, were from Poseidon's side. "I never knew I had some kind of very distant secon cousin-aunt!"

"I almost forgot about her," Sally exclaimed, "But now I remember. She had a sister, Lily Evans. It was really unfortunate that she died." There was a glint in Sally's eyes that might Percy know his mom was planning something.

"What are you thinking?" Percy asked slightly timidly.

"I'm thinking," Sally grinned widely, "That it's time for us to go to England."

-TimeSkip-

"Oh no no no no no no no no no no no NO NO NO NO NO!" Percy practically screeched as, a week later, they arrived at the airport.

He had been begging his mom to just take a boat but Sally had refused, saying that it would take a long time. She had assured Percy that she had contacted Poseidon, and that Poseidon had asked a special favour to Zeus, but Percy always got that nauseating tingle in his stomach every time he got on a plane.

Percy's hand was all sweaty and he was drenched with cold sweat. While Sally hugged Paul and her daughter, Percy checked his bag for his belongings.

Drachmas? Check.

Clothing (T-Shirts, Shorts And Jeans etc)? Check.

Riptide? Check.

Extra Sword? Check.

Small Dagger? Check.

Just-in-case-attacks-happen Roman Armour? Check.

Photos? Check.

Blue Jelly Beans? Ch—

"Percy," Sally smiled slightly with her warm eyes, "Let's go."

-Meanwhile-

Number Four, Privet Drive, the Dursley household was busy and chaotic while Percy was flying not-so-peacefuly on the plane.

Aunt Petunia fretted over her best dress and kept on cleaning the already sparkling walls. Dudley was putting on his best suit that barely fit him while watching TV. Uncle Vernon was also wearing his best suit. Harry meanwhile, was lying on his bed, wearing too big shirts and long pants.

He sighed as he stroked Hedwig, and whispered to her, "Aunt Petunia's cousins are coming, Hedwig. I really hope they aren't like Marge." Harry sighed as Uncle Vernon's voice filled his head. "You dare tell the people about your lot, boy. You won't be able to get back to that school THIS YEAR!" Uncle Vernon had shouted that very morning.

"Boy!" Uncle Vernon shouted from downstairs. "Come down here!"

Harry put on his glasses, tried to flatten his hair (to no success) and climbed the stairs as slowly as he could. "Yes?" He asked, gritting his teeth. "Remember, boy," Uncle Vernon raged, "You are going to St. Brutus's Secure Center for Incurably Criminal Boys. No using the thing."

Harry tried very hard not to retort back.